Your Days Are Numbered

I am stressed. It always happen to me when I am going on a journey. My stomach goes haywire. I have not slept well for the past one week. Today I am leaving for Peshawar. I have finally managed to pack my things. Insha’Allah I will be back in a few months.

Lala (my elder brother) is having prostrate surgery. I am worried about him because he is diabetic, and isn’t keeping good health. Similarly my two brother in laws are sick too. The younger one forgets things. He has forgotten that his elder brother (my late husband) is not alive, and he was present to see him buried in the village. He takes daily trips from the village to our home in Peshawar to see his brother. He stays outside at the gates of our home wondering when his brother will call him inside.

The unscrupulous drivers of taxis who bring him daily to the city are making money. They forget that one day they are going to meet God. I have to face a lot of things hoping everything will turn out all right.

I won’t be writing for the next two or three days depending upon getting the Internet once I reach home. Bye.

Your Days are Numbered

What’s the date today? Write it down, remove all dashes and slashes, and write a post that mentions that number.

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